Life is so much more fun trapped in latex and chastity. Even ironing is fun
You’ve accepted your new life at this point. You come home to be put in your embarrassing latex maid outfit, heels, makeup, and made to do chores. You really did try to fight it but your hard cock gave you away. Now you serve me and my friends as my rubber doll, be used by us for entertainment, theres no going back now.
Finally, my perfect rubber maid. Gagged, plugged, arms tied, thats the way your always gonna be when serving me and whoever i invite over, you don’t even look like a man anymore, you look like the rubber doll i always wanted you to be. I know its hard navigating around to do your chores in those heels, corset and arm binders, but im sure with the little help of the shock collar your wearing, you’ll get the job done. God you look so ridiculous, by the way, is it too late to tell you now i invited your friends over to surprise them with your new look?
Our guests are arriving soon, come over let me inspect you. Lift your skirt up…umm i like this rubber pussy we put on you, dont you? I’ll take that grunt as a yes. Your poor little cock is locked up underneath there aching for attention, but tonight your just a rubber maid, your here to serve and entertain, don’t disappoint me or else i’ll lock you in the bathroom and leave you to be a toilet slave.
Keep cleaning sissy, this house needs to be as shiny as you
want this to be my life
Be careful what you wish for….
All I wanted was to be in chastity service to my wife, eventually the cage became one of those tiny micro cages with a steel urethral tube - squished and impaled. Then she suggested I should probably dress as the maid while I was performing my house chores. I thought she meant a simple maids outfit. But no, me and HER tiny chastised cock are sealed and locked into this rubber maids outfit. I have on a silicone female torso to simulate my breasts and similar rubber panties which hide away my chastised cock. The hood seals my head except for a couple of nasal tubes, and my mouth is lined with rubber and then off course gagged. My vision behind the opaque lenses is limited, but SHE insists this is ok and sufficient to carry out my tasks. SHE especially likes to make my chores more difficult for me, it gives HER pleasure and is therefore ok. Personally, it does give me a buzz but SHE always teases me that there will be a next step soon……
“Hmmm. I’m sorry sir, but I don’t believe I can service that type of request by myself.”
“Perhaps if I asked my colleague to assist me, we could give you what you need?”
Well for the next hour they most certainly did - and it was worth every dollar of the room rate tip I handed them each in cash as they left.
But while her colleague skipped off happily, the first maid lingered, looking embarrassed. So I reached for my wallet and, with a smile, asked how much extra she wanted.
“Oh no, Sir. That’s not necessary! I was just wondering if could come again?”
So I said they both could, after their shift ended.
“No Sir. I mean…can I please “come” again, once more, right now?”
